Fine, we don't have to go out
Fine, we don't have to go out
Husband couldn't fill that hole
You had my food, now you have me
So you never had real pussy before?
Your holes want it
Will you still call me after?
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
Happy fucking birthday, bitch!
Special treatment for special privileges
I want performance, not excuses
Words are lost too